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Mechanical Succession

A scientist somewhere came up with a process that integrates machinery with brain matter. It turned out to be wonderful, it certainly added years onto peoples lives somehow! but after the procdedure became popular and many people were having it done, the mechanical part began to take over the human thinking part, and the peoples' personalities changed. The mechanics (as I shall call them) began to think that everyone should have the procedure done to bring about unity and world peace (because even the bad guys think they're doing the right thing!). So people started being forcably changed into mechanics.
I was a nonmechanic (we'll call them the "pure" collectively), but I was being rounded up with a large group of pures and loaded onto an airplane. Somehow I got away while they weren't paying attention, but was simply able to escape into a non-populated part of the airplane. I was trying to find my way to somewhere I could strap myself in to fly safely, but had just reached a large open space with one oval window when things got strange and wobbly, and i realized the plane was taking off. I was holding onto a corner of the floor that fortunately had placed to hold tight with my hands. My body went up, around, and sideways as the planed took off and turned and such.
The flight was not very long, and we landed in a warm, semi-arid place (possibly california or arizona). I got the window open and got out of the plane, noticing that we were near a shopping center. I was wearing somewhat strange clothes (I had been taken sometime while I was wearing fuzzy blue slippers AND my black bell choir cloves (which have velcro around the wrist)). I tried to remove the slippers without people noticing me displaying pure human characteristics (irrational movements, emotionality) and continued walking towards the shopping area. I walked into a store and found a black shirt. I simply put it on, deciding that I didn't mind stealing from these jerks, and that God wouldn't mind either. I became somewhat excited about the possibilities for which that allowed! I tried to find black pants, but could only find girls clothes. I had to hurry because I had to see where they were taking the load of people that came on the plane with me, including my parents and Jen!
I got back onto the plane and found a private seating area with only a few seats. There was also a woman's stuff there. I hoped to steal her wallet, but heard her voice in the next room and ran.
Somehow I got onto the side of the plane, swinging between the barred windows. I looked surreptitiously into each window and found Jen and my parents. I told them how to get to my exit place from the plane, and we hurried back over to where I went shopping. THey stole some clothes of their own, but we realized we needed real shoes. The alleyway where my store was had started closing down for some reason (it was still very bright out, maybe 2:30pm), but one glass door was not shut and had shoes by it. We found shoes that fit us and snuck through the door, noticing that it was some sort of hotel with stadium seating in the reception area. Some of the people we had come on the plane with were sitting patiently in there, including Remy! I think these were the people who were volunteering to have the procedure done. I felt bad for them, since they didn't know what they were getting into, but we left so as not to get caught.
Night was starting to fall, now, and we walked down a darker alley so that the mechanics would be less likely to notice us. These two tall men bumped into a family, saying something in another language that seemed very rude. Then a kid, who was clearly a mechanic, came out of a hot topic type of store right near there, said something in their language, and tackled them both. Apparently his hardware included some fighting software. I realized that if we were found out, the same thing would happen to us. To avoid being noticed when this scuffle happened, we turned into the store the kid came out of; I hoped to steal more clothes.

Later we left and found ourselves sitting on park benches in the grey marble city. We were pretty clueless, but decided we needed some essentials, so we headed for a grocery store. It would be difficult, because we would certainly have to interact with mechanics and were unsure how to do so. We came in past the cashier and saw some bath and body works stuff (shampoo, conditioner, face cream...). I had Jen pick up the face cream and buy it. The cashier put it in a large bag while I grabbed some shampoo and conditioner. Jen came past the cashier to do more shopping and I threw the conditioner and shampoo in the bag when we weren't being watched.

But then I became very scared because there could be cameras watching us at any time, and the mechanics would be good at spotting criminal activity. We were going to steal everything, but we had to do it very sneakily. Jen and I split up from my parents and we were walking down an aisle next to an aisle in which a man was on a ladder talking to two other men on the ground. The ladder guy suddenly turned toward us and jumped over the aisle right next to jen. He grabbed her by the wrist and said, "Excuse me miss, but if you would just tell me your serial number..." I knocked his hands away from her and said that wasn't going to happen. He prepared himself to fight me, and I prepared to fight him. somehow, fortunately, my preparations included pulling two ninja swords out of thin air, and I held the guy back, telling jen to run. She got to the produce and dairy section and screamed, and I ran over to her. There was another store clerk type guy. I pulled my swords out of nowhere again, and kept hitting them against his forearms, but they were metallic. I was grateful, though, because this mechanic didn't have training in fighting, and apparently I did (along with my sweet ninja sword superpower!). I woke up here, but could come up with more for the story if you wanted ;)